"Yang Yun, you should have known that Xiaolong killed your mother."

"Can't say"

Almost at the same time, Ruoyu screamed, and reflexively covered her grandmother's mouth with her hand.

However, the words 'Xiaolong killed your mother' still managed to get into the ears of everyone present.

Suddenly, the ward fell silent like never before.

It wasn't until Ruoyu gave Yao Lanbin a look for help that Yao Lanbin hurriedly put down the half-peeled apple in his hand and pushed his grandmother out.

"Xiaolong, Yang Yun approached you to avenge his mother, you must be careful......"

These were the last words that my grandmother left behind.

Then the room returned to its previous silence.

Yang Yun felt that his brain hurt badly, did his mother die at the hands of this person who cared about him very much? Is this true?

Although he doesn't remember this man, this man cares about him very much, and he comes to see him every day, and even if he doesn't come, he has to make video calls.

But this man named Wu Zilong is so good to him, how can he be the murderer of his mother?

Is it because of guilt, because of guilt for killing people, that he is so good to him.

Definitely! Definitely!

Yang Yun kept instilling this idea in himself, because only in this way could he explain why this person who had no blood relationship with him was surprisingly good to him.

Although he didn't know how Zilong killed his mother, in Yang Yun's recovered memory, he still clearly remembered being scolded as a wild child without a mother and being bullied by the servants of the martial arts family when he was a child.

If it weren't for the man in front of him, he wouldn't have lost his mother and wouldn't have suffered so much.

Just as Yang Yun got up, Yao Lanbin returned to the ward, and then stood next to Xiaomei.

"Xiaoyun, there may be a misunderstanding here, Zilong has loved you since he was a child, but he is closer than his own brother."

When Yao Lanbin was young, he often scolded Zilong for being sick, cold to his eldest brother, and had nothing to say about a drag oil bottle.

"Misunderstanding!! Okay, Wu Zilong, explain to me yourself, did you kill my mother. ”

Zilong was stunned like he was stupid, in fact, he wouldn't believe what his grandmother said at first, but looking at Ruoyu's nervous appearance, he knew that it was definitely true.

Although I don't know how Ruoyu knew, if it was true, then did he really kill someone? And it was Yang Yun's mother who was killed.

He was desperately recalling in his brain, desperately searching, when he killed Yang Yun's mother, and why he had no memory at all.

He was only 4 years old when Yang Yun's mother died, and he should be in kindergarten at the age of 4, how could he kill someone.

Seeing that Zilong hadn't answered, even Xiaomei and Yao Lanbin felt that Zilong seemed to have acquiesced, not to mention Yang Yun, who had been blinded by hatred.

Yang Yun clenched his fist tightly in his right hand, and walked towards Zilong with murderous aura all over his body.

Xiaomei rushed forward to stop Yang Yun with an arrow step: "Do you know how good Zilong has been to you since you were a child?" ”

When they were children, they couldn't be clearer, Zilong gave Yang Yun any good things, Yang Yun's pocket money was almost none, and Zilong gave Yang Yun his own every month.

Afraid of hurting Yang Yun's self-esteem, he didn't let everyone tell Yang Yun the truth.

When Zilong was a child, he fought with the same grade and even the senior grade because they bullied Yang Yun.

They met Tianxiu and became good friends, also because of Yang Yun.